Chapter 293: Chapter 143 Do You Also Qualify to Torture Me?_2

“Any of the world’s rare mystical treasures and divine skills that are available on the market, you can choose at your own discretion,” he said.

When he uttered these words, they were suffused with an extreme confidence.

As the Third Imperial Prince of the Great Yin Dynasty, one of the princes who have the qualifications to compete for the throne of Human Emperor in the future, Ji Zhaoyang indeed has the credentials to make such a statement.

Shen Yuan was quite moved at heart. If he could utilize the power of the Great Yin Third Prince to collect the Earthly Destroyer Divine Power Cultivation Method, the efficiency would undoubtedly surpass that of All Things Trade Association.

But at the moment, he was in the middle of Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda and he didn’t have anything valuable he could quickly trade with. After some contemplation, Shen Yuan casually said:

“Consider yourself as owing me a favor.”

Regardless of whether the third prince accepts it or not, Shen Yuan wouldn’t take the blessing mark anyway. It’s a win-win deal.

If there is time after exiting the tower, this favor can be used to collect the Earthly Destroyer Divine Power Cultivation Method.

Despite his arrogant demeanor, this Great Yin Third Prince is known for keeping his promises. This is a trait found not only in the historical writings but also in the public’s opinions of him. Shen Yuan didn’t need to worry that the prince wouldn’t honor his debts.

Hearing his words, the Third Prince took out a golden token from his Storage Ring, and solemnly said:

“This token is my personal pledge. Please take it with care. If in the future, you have any requests, you may present this token in the Imperial Capital, and I will undoubtedly welcome you.”

The Third Prince’s actions elicited a fair amount of goodwill from Shen Yuan.

Taking the token, Shen Yuan nonchalantly placed it into his Storage Ring without giving it a second look.

On the other hand, the Third Prince also immediately sat down cross-legged, opened his Spiritual Platform, and branded the blessing mark on it.

A surge of anger flickered in the eyes of the giant faint gold eye in the sky when it witnessed this scene.

In thousands of years, Shen Yuan was the first to reject its blessing.

However, Shen Yuan’s actions didn’t violate the rules, even if it was angered, it couldn’t do anything about it.

The giant golden eyes gradually faded, while the Third Prince continued to bathe in the light of the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, accepting the bestowed blessing.

But just then, three pillars of light ascended from below and landed on the platform of the 13th floor.

The light dispersed, revealing three young males in front of Shen Yuan.

The man in the lead was thin, with a gloomy demeanor in his black Taoist robe, which seemed to turn his surroundings into a dreadful netherworld wherever he went. He was Dong Youzi, the sacred sage of the Heavenly Law of Left Mysterious Void’s current generation.

The second man was tall, wearing a purple vestment with crane and cloud patterns, giving him an immortal aura, he was He Zhen, the sacred sage of the Purple Jade Clear Serenity Heavens’s current generation.

The third man was handsome in a blue Taoist robe holding a horsetail whisk, giving off an aura of being a celestial Daoist, but his energy fluctuated and his robe bore no sect’s symbol, making it hard to gauge his background.

Among the three men, He Zhen from Heavenly Law of Left Mysterious Void and the Great Yin Third Prince were both at the Middle Stage of Spirit Refining, while the other two were only at the Early Stage of Spirit Refining.

To appear here in this realm with the cultivation of Spirit Refining Stage, the anonymous man was undoubtedly the hidden sage of a grotto heaven’s sacred land.

But from their energies alone, the hidden sage seemed to be the weakest, having only recently advanced into the Spirit Refining Realm.

Shen Yuan observed the trio that just ascended to the 13th floor with narrowed eyes. The three Daoist sages from the grotto heavens did not expect to find someone other than the Third Prince of the Great Yin on this floor.

The Taoist youth took a step forward, furrowed his brows and looked at Shen Yuan.

“Who are you? How could a person at the Later Stage of Qi Cultivation ascend to the 13th floor of this Xuanhuang Linglong Tower.”

Ever since the Xuanhuang Linglong Tower had opened, they hadn’t left, thus they hadn’t witnessed Shen Yuan breaking through the twelve levels and causing unusual phenomenon. Naturally, they were extremely puzzled about Shen Yuan’s ascent to the 13th floor while still at the Later Stage of Qi Cultivation.

Before Shen Yuan could respond, the Taoist youth casually said while lightly brandishing his whisk:

“It doesn’t matter. You will probably not answer this secretive matter casually, capturing and interrogating you would reveal the truth.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the whisk in the Taoist youth’s hand suddenly elongated, the white tie transforming into a prison-like trap, seemingly aiming to encapsulate Shen Yuan within it.

Dong Youzi and Hea Zhen exchanged glances. Although they were a bit surprised at the young Taoist’s attack, they were also interested in seeing what kind of confidence a mere later stage Qi cultivator, who had made it to the thirteenth floor, had. Thus, they did not intervene.

Shen Yuan was indifferent, his Yin God revolving around the Bronze Ancient Sword at his waist which suddenly unsheathed.

A flash of white light appeared between the heavens and the earth. The pervasive Sword Qi, bearing the meaning of Zhuming Chengye, materialized a rising dawn inside the white cage. The confluence of fire and Sword Qi spanned a kilometer, slicing through the cage formed by the horsetail whisk.

As the cage dispersed, the horsetail whisk in the young Taoist’s hand was bisected by a sword mark, and tiny sparks left on it emanated a faint smell of scorching.

The young Taoist’s face turned unsightly in an instant. This General’s Horsetail Whisk might not be a spirit treasure, but it had been with him for many years.

The General’s Horsetail Whisk, combined with his Spirit Refining Stage mana, could easily subdue a cultivator at the peak of Spirit Transmutation. He never expected it to fail against a mere later stage Qi cultivator.

Dong Youzi and Hea Zhen didn’t say a word, merely adopting a posture of enjoying the show. This made the young Taoist’s face even more unsightly.

“Damn it! You lowly Qi cultivator, if you refuse a toast, you must take a forfeit!”

The young Taoist moved in stride, and a Sun God Dharma Image that was tens of meters tall materialized behind him – an ethereal Taoist dressed in a green robe.

The moment the Sun God Dharma Image appeared, all the Spirit Energy inside the thirteenth floor was drained away in a flash. The mighty power of the Sun God, like the blazing sun, bore down on Shen Yuan. The pressure from the soul level caused the Darkness-Light Sword to constantly tremble.

The young Taoist made hand signs, and the enormous Sun God Dharma Image spread its five fingers. The Sun God’s Power gathered and aimed to smash down on Shen Yuan.

The huge black dais within the thirteenth floor collapsed with a bang. Even the Primordial Spirit Sword Control Method couldn’t resist this absolute force. The Sword Intent generated by Shen Yuan’s Primordial Spirit Sword Control Method was extinguished by the Sun God’s Power as soon as it left the sword body.

In front of the Sun God Dharma Image, Shen Yuan, who was merely in the later stages of Qi cultivation, seemed as insignificant as an ant.

At this moment, the indifferent Shen Yuan finally made a move.

He slowly raised his right hand, his fingers apart, as if to grab this enormous palm descending on him.

“Subdue!”

The Imperial Decree of Truth stirred the heavens and the earth.

The descending Dharma Image’s hand froze in mid-air, and cracks began to appear on the enormous palm.

The faces of the three Spirit Refining powerhouses changed, their eyes gleaming. They immediately realized the profundity within.

In the void, five traces of Primal Chaos Energy intertwined, holding the Dharma Image’s hand of the young Taoist firmly, like five fingers.

A trace of Primal Chaos Energy was as heavy as a mountain. Even a Spirit Refining True Being would have to handle it carefully. The effect of the five traces of Primal Chaos Energy combined was far greater than the sum of five, its weight akin to a mountain range. Even Spirit Refining powerhouses could only evade its edge.

The white-robed youth didn’t utilize any spells or Divine Skills, but with just five traces of Primal Chaos Energy, he blocked the young Taoist’s attack.

The young Taoist’s face changed drastically as he finally let go of the contempt in his heart. The power of the Sun God Dharma Image erupted again, threatening to shake the space on the thirteenth floor.

However, the Dharma Image’s hand, repressed by the five traces of Primal Chaos Energy, didn’t budge. The Sun God Dharma Image was also repressed by the weight of the mountain range and could not free itself from the gravitational binding.

At this moment, Shen Yuan moved again. His right hand, outstretched with open fingers, slowly came together as if crushing an illusionary object in his palm. The indifferent voice of the Imperial Edict rose again.

“Shatter!”

“Crack, crack!”

The clear sound of cracks spreading, akin to gemstones shattering, echoed within the thirteenth floor, and cracks began to appear on the enormous Dharma Image’s hand that was covering the sky.

The Dharma Image’s hand, suppressed by the five traces of Primal Chaos Energy, lost its divine might. It began to shatter and crumble incessantly, a massive amount of Sun God’s Power leaked out wildly, and the entire palm seemed to have been crushed by an invisible hand with absolute power.

The enormous Sun God Dharma Image shook violently under the released weight of the mountain range, and the backlash from the shattering Dharma Image caused the young Taoist to vomit a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the young Taoist had lost all of his previous arrogance and indifference. The eyes that looked at Shen Yuan were filled with fear.

Shen Yuan just quietly watched the young Taoist, his voice indifferent:

“You are not worthy to interrogate me.”